Someone called Father Arkady a punk priest, some called a hippie priest. Once he really hippie, and then he left with friends from Moscow to a remote Karelian village and began to build a temple. Over time, this remote village became a point of attraction for many people: poets, artists, scourges, withdrawal addicts, musicians, writers, criminals, photographers. Father Arkady was an unusual priest from the generation of the 90s and in some way reflected the fate of this generation. It all started with freedom and endless celebration, but what did it lead to? Is it all over, or is it just that Holiday has changed?